Come Out To Play



Where you at motherfucker? Heard you been talking shitBut everytime I come around it's like you seem to forgetShut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lipsIn other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitchI won't forget you everytime I'm pissing over your graveOr when I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimedLearn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the sameTomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rainSo come and play with me at least until the sky turns greyShooting off my arrows like AK'sAmazing situations, four colors of manRepresent the wicked nationUnderground street level, running it's courseKeeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porchSo come and hang with me, unless you blaming meBecause the native hydro keeps changing me
Come and play with me, even if it means your deathCome and play with me (you hated me), my tomahawk swings right to leftYou bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breathAnd you hate to see, these hatchetmen up on our chestCome and play with me
Warriors, come out and playRoaches are straight I'm ABKI'd rather be dead than fade awayAll my life I been a scrub I wouldn't change a dayWhat I'm saying, quit playing, I'ma tell you how it's layingSee me in the streets Psychopathic chain just swayingAnybody Killa so it ain't no delayingDead bodies 6 feet in the ground decayingWhen I come out with the serial numbers on my gun outThe tribal war paint on my face will make you run outBust shots in the sky and shoot the sun outAnd keep busting the clip until every last one outErasing all the drama that this world bringsMoonlight shines bright on shattered dreamsKeep away from a killa with a gat that fiendsAnd get your own fucking bullshit schemes
Come and play with me, even if it means your deathCome and play with me (you hated me), my tomahawk swings right to leftYou bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breathAnd you hate to see, these hatchetmen up on our chestCome and play with me
[Jamie Madrox]Twiztid Madrox and the ABKBuying automatic weapons from renegades and BombayFuck Alize and them fake ass pimpsWe the sharks in the water ya'll popcorn shrimpsSo you can eat my cocktail sauce and assThrow an East in the air when we walk past, think fastYou can be a hater with a lot to sayBut you talking from the door so come out and play
Come and play with me, even if it means your deathCome and play with me (you hated me), my butcher knife swings right to leftYou bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breathAnd you hate to see, these hatchetmen up on our chestCome and play with meCome and play with me, even if it means your deathCome and play with me (you hated me), my tomahawk swings right to leftYou bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breathAnd you hate to see, these hatchetmen up on our chestCome and play with me
These hatchetmen up on our chestThese hatchetmen up on our chestThese hatchetmen up on our chestThese hatchetmen up on our chest